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jay complex - wildfire (bonfire freestyle) lyrics

[verse: jay complex]

memoirs of a chubby kid that grew into a nerdy dude
about to be that age that’s one lower than backwards 32
whispered to the beat like “baby, come here let me murder you”
i guess i got a fetish, jay the ripper, but i’m hurting too
jay be nimble with a candle stick
you better drop the torch when i light it, you can’t handle this
lighter fluid in my veins, spark it through my hand or wrist
anytime i p-ss the rock, it bombs, now i’m anarchist
i better hold on to it
police tap my phones, but there’s no wrong doing
they thinking it’s arson, i flame daily like carson
just because i need a rhyme, let me shout out ms. parson! hey!
now you’re burning with the mother f-cking fire flower
throw in couple trees, get connected to a higher power
bring them double d’s, women sweat him the entire hour
cause i make them hit them wet notes like a choir shower
soprano, soprano!
i’m making enemies out of fire fighters that i know
viva la revolution, but make sure it’s cubano
and measure me in keys, a scale of 1 to piano
and everything i do is so real
turn my jacket to a sweater like i told my coat chill
lost my girl the same night that i wrote this very song
don’t be sorry, the pain is only reminding me how hope feel
fruits of my labour, call them f-ckers p-ssion
and i’ll probably be green until the roots are trying to ask him
for a feature, nice to meet ya, ignorant about fashion
and scared to call a woman baby way before contraction
mentality be the complex kind
think it through and you’ll be joining up with complex minds
what it do? the album cover is a bomb threat sign
listen carefully, my music is a context grind
inaction could probably be the worst of all crimes
since there’s no conviction, let me sentence you with rhymes
i f-cked with other b-tches, yeah i f-cked with other b-tches
but they knew the deal, they don’t ever tag me in they pictures
i’m so sorry to everyone that thought i was conscious
call this one a coma, making sure the rocket launches
no i’m not a stoner but i stay under the weather
in fact, them clouds keep away the rain and make it better
the woman of your dreams…will probably get you k!lled though
that’s what you learn from inception, unless you’re real slow
i flip the script and now i’m chill like a pillow
and money ain’t real, but still prefer a fake mil, no? no?!
you blogging n-ggas better post this!
i lost my job at all city chess off some joke sh-t
but it was no hard feelings when i wrote this
i hope that i forgive all my enemies, but it’s hopeless

- jay complex lyrics

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